Chapter 620: You Are Truly Weak
Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: - -
Time seemed to have stopped. Moon's beautiful eyes froze, her body couldn't even move. However, a terrifyingly huge wave of impact rumbled through her heart. He, was actually Qin Wentian?
Moon had once speculated before that such a character like Tianwen might be a Heaven Chosen. Maybe, he was some genius from some aristocrat clan, and if he appeared here today, he might come here with the experts of his clan. Yet Moon would have never expected that he came alone. Not only that, his features were different compared to the man she knew, he was much younger and better looking compared to before, and his presence caused the stares of everyone in the crowd to shift to him because simply, he was Qin Wentian.
A legendary character that was the top ranker of the Immortal Martial Realm, the young man that was currently the most hotly discussed in the Royal Sacred Region.
Rong Yan and Shen Jing were completely taken aback for a moment, they didn't recognize Qin Wentian. However, that familiar voice of his caused a bolt of lightning to go off in their minds, pounding their hearts violently. This feeling was impossible to describe.
When Rong Yan saw Qin Wentian appearing earlier, he already knew that this was somebody he would never be able to compare to. And when Shen Jing saw Qin Wentian, she said that only characters like him were true Heaven Chosen.
However, the perfect Heaven Chosen in front of her eye was actually someone she humiliated and looked down upon before. Now that when she recalled Qin Wentian's words yesterday, she couldn't help but to turn ashen. He didn't bother with them simply because they weren't qualified.
Moon's unintentional words actually turned into reality. That apprentice did appear in front of everyone in a dazzling, magnificent manner. Shen Jing could only look up at him in awe.
"Thank you." A light laughter rang out, a radiant smile evident in Moon's beautiful eyes. Only that she could also feel her tears glimmering within as well. Even she herself didn't know where the tears came from. At this moment, Moon felt an unprecedented complexity in her heart.
"Thank you..." Moon sincerely stated again with gratitude. The young man before her caused her to undergo such a transformation, allowing her to have the confidence to carry herself in front of those who used to mock her before. He was unmatched through the generations, gathering the attention and focus of everyone the instant he appeared. Somehow, he seemed to fulfill everything Moon was looking for in her other half, perfect and flawless. Yet, Moon also understood that that was destined to be a fairy tale forever. Just like what she thought before, for such a character, only empire-toppling females who were as outstanding as he was could match up to him. Mo Qingcheng was precisely such a person.
They stood together hand in hand, everyone in the crowd all felt that they were a match made in heaven. She had nothing but blessings for the couple in front of her, wishing them the very best.
"Moon, even without me, you would eventually still make your mark one day. I'm merely hastening that a little. What made this possible was your innate talent," Qin Wentian gently smiled. "Oh yes, don't forget that you promised me if one day I really need your help to forge divine weapons, you will help me for free."
"Naturally, I don't mind helping you every day if you need me to," Moon smiled. However soon after, she felt as though she said something wrong as a blush appeared on her cheeks. She lowered her head slightly and straightened her dress with her fingers.
"Don't joke with me, I will take it for real," Qin Wentian smiled. When the two of them spoke, Shen Jing and Rong Yan stood there stunned, they didn't interrupt. Qin Wentian didn't even glance a single time at them. This sort of disregard surpassed humiliation by mere words and at this moment, Wang Yunfei had gone totally ashen. This number one character in the Immortal Martial Realm actually had even stronger attainments compared to him in the field of divine inscriptions. And as for combat prowess, there was no suspense nor doubt at all. If the two of them were at the same level, Qin Wentian would certainly be able to insta-kill him.
This was a character that dared to jump levels to challenge Di Shi. Shang Tong of Grand Shang also couldn't even stand up to a single strike of his.
However, for him, Wang Yunfei, his cultivation base wasn't at the seventh level of Heavenly Dipper, but was at the ninth level instead. Since his opponent was Qin Wentian, he grit his teeth and decided that he might as well go all out.
An intense battle intent madly gushed forth from him towards Qin Wentian. This battle would be the battle where he made his name.
"Since you are Qin Wentian. It suits me perfectly." Wang Yunfei soared up into the sky. He bellowed, "FIGHT ME!"
Qin Wentian glanced at Wang Yunfei before he turned and stepped out, directly moving to the airspace above the Sacred Battle Platform.
On the Sacred Battle Platform, a dazzling current of light shone, as though there was a terrifying energy fluctuation there.
In that instant, Di Shi opened his eyes. His gaze was incomparably demonic akin to a ferocious bird of prey, radiating a sharpness that could effortlessly tear people into pieces. He faced Qin Wentian and icily spoke, "Hurry and settle your nonsense. Your life is mine to take."
His arrogant voice was filled with the entirety of pride of his being. He brought with him an indomitable conviction to win this battle. His words were also humiliating Wang Yunfei as though in his eyes, Wang Yunfei was not even worthy of a mention as he told Qin Wentian to quickly settle his 'nonsense.'
Such a humiliation made Wang Yunfei turned pale. He shot a gaze at Di Shi as he stepped out and spoke, "I am Wang Yunfei from the Divine Weapon Academy. Here by, in front of all the heroes in the world, I challenge Qin Wentian."
After speaking, he moved towards the Sacred Battle Platform.
"Noted. Choose the rules of the battle." A voice drifted over, it was none other than the administrator of the Sacred Battle Platform.
This ancient platform whose fame shook the entire Royal Sacred Region wasn't a place for any Tom, Dick or Harry to come up and battle. One had to be a Heaven Chosen or they wouldn't have the qualifications to fight on it.
"Set what you want to," Qin Wentian emotionlessly spoke as he glanced at Wang Yunfei.
"Divine weapons of the fifth-rank and below are allowed. Conceding equals defeat and the victor cannot make any more attacks as long as one has conceded. If you lose, I want your interspatial ring where you keep the bone powder and all your divine weapons." Wang Yunfei coldly spoke.
"Sure. If you lose, I will break one arm of yours," Qin Wentian's eyes were incomparably serene.
"Fine." Wang Yunfei grit his teeth as his countenance turned ashen. Qin Wentian actually wanted one of his arms.
"The rules are set, and for those who break them, we will personally execute that person." An imposingly cold voice echoed out. After which, bright light shimmered as a formless runic glow activated. Below where they stood, a stone platform appeared and a screen of light manifested at the same time, enveloping the two of them. The battle had officially started.
There were no fixed rules when it came to battles on the Sacred Battle Platform. The rules were set by the combatants themselves, and once both parties agreed, the rules would be fixed. If one side broke it, the Sacred Battle Platform would generate its own energy to kill the rulebreaker.
Wang Yunfei threw his head back and roared as his astral nova erupted into being. A divine armor then enveloped his body, causing coronas of light to flicker resplendently. Terrifying sounds rumbled from within his body like the power of a bloodline being awakened, causing the sharpness that radiated from him to grow stronger and stronger. His entire person was now akin to a divine weapon.
"Chi..." Wang Yunfei stepped out, staring at the Qin Wentian who was standing on the Sacred Battle Platform. With a loud howl, boundless streams of light containing extreme sharpness shot towards Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian's blood thrummed in his body, he resembled a descendant of a supreme demon emperor. He stood there silently, his long hair akin to blades as they fluttered in the wind. The aura exuding from him skyrocketed madly as a radiant golden beam of light manifested. The wings of a great golden roc were drapped onto this descendant of a supreme primordial demon emperor.
When that divine weapon-like glow from Wang Yunfei neared, Qin Wentian abruptly moved. His movement was akin to a streak of golden lightning as he vanished in the blink of an eye.
The silhouette akin to a golden roc lengthened unceasingly, and several shadows split off from it, forming into countless incarnations. It was unclear where Qin Wentian's true body was. The sharpness from Wang Yunfei got increasingly terrifying, however right at this moment, an insidious dreamforce invaded his sea of consciousness causing him to be mired in illusions.
Bzzz! A golden silhouette soared towards him. Wang Yunfei coldly hollered as the light of a divine weapon flashed, tearing that silhouette apart. Yet, there was no blood.
"WANG YUNFEI!" A voice rang out in his mind, seemingly from all directions. The incarnations now simply flooded the stage, nobody could tell which among them was real.
A terrifying iciness shone in Wang Yunfei's eyes as the sharpness he exuded intensified once again. Wang Yunfei waved his palms, blasting that sharpness out towards the area where the incarnations were at. An explosive sound thundered out as the incarnations were all severed away. Wang Yunfei instantly located where the true Qin Wentian was.
Qin Wentian's palms pressed downwards, forming a wave of destructive energy that negated the sharpness along with a blast of astral light. After that, an incomparably lofty pair of eyes stared right at Wang Yunfei, causing him to tremble in his heart.
"Seems like I've overestimated you. You are truly unworthy," Qin Wentian coldly spoke. After which, he simply stood there and blasted out with a palm. Instantly, millions upon millions palm imprints erupted forth, pressing down on Wang Yunfei. Wang Yunfei's countenance was exceptionally unsightly. Qin Wentian actually dared to scorn him?
The blood in his body burned as a crimson glow enveloped him. An instant later, numerous blood-colored spears formed, rising up the heavens, as shattering sounds echoed unceasingly. Wang Yunfei stepped out, advancing forcibly against the tide, closing in on Qin Wentian.
There was no emotions on Qin Wentian's face, he simply continued what he was doing, sending out palm imprints with increasing might to bury Wang Yunfei. The strength in his palm attacks were so great that it seemed as though they could collapse the heavens, destroying everything, slaying gods and demons. The distance between them grew increasingly closer, as though they wanted to take the fight to close-range combat.
"What a violent force." The experts watching all felt their hearts shuddering. This battle was simply too savage, strength against strength.
The tyrannical qi flows ravaged the platform. Qin Wentian pressed down from the skies, each and every one of his palm imprints contained an incomparably terrifying vibrational force. Wang Yunfei didn't know how many of those palm imprints he had already shattered. Right from the start he had already been using the entirety of his strength, yet these attacks by Qin Wentian seemed never-ending. Right now, he felt his inner organs all shaking violently from the impact as he endured that immense pressure.
Qin Wentian roared as another round of attacks containing apocalyptic might slammed out. His incarnations all mirrored his movements, the destructive power caused Wang Yunfei to stiffen as he felt a seemingly invincible formless might crushing him.
"DIE!" Wang Yunfei howled in anger, making a last-ditch desperate struggle. His body erupted with runic glows of divine inscriptions that wanted to envelop Qin Wentian within. Yet, the numerous streams of grand nihility palm imprints smashed onto him, crushing his pitiful attack as he spat out fresh blood. Wang Yunfei's advance was forcibly halted, and he was mercilessly slammed downwards onto the ground.
"You lost." A whistling sound rang out as a blood-colored halberd manifested from the void, directly slashing towards Wang Yunfei's right arm, cleanly chopping it away.
Sword qi ravaged the area as that severed arm turned into dust. The distance between them lengthened and Wang Yunfei's countenance turned as pale as paper. Blood flowed unceasingly from that severed stump of his arm, dripping onto the Sacred Battle Platform.
"Is that all you got? You are truly too weak. Get the fuck out of my sight." Qin Wentian stood in the air, not even bothering to look straight at him.
The screen of light lifted, Wang Yunfei stumbled his way in the direction of the Divine Weapon Academy. Upon looking at that pale countenance of his, as well as his severed arm, and then glancing again at that imposing silhouette standing in the air, Shen Jing, Rong Yan, and Moon all felt indescribable emotions in their hearts. Regardless if it was in combat or in divine inscriptions, that figure unmatched in magnificence through the generations could easily suppress the Heaven Chosen, Wang Yunfei, before their eyes in such a domineering manner!